Disclaimer: Guess what I have never ever ever ever owned Invader Zim in my short miserable life!!! So get over it or go to a loony bin, k?
Author's note: Gee I guess you've been wondering what story I'm planning on writing next, well I have already started or should I say we've already started.
Me and my best friend Meg or on here GirChic have started a story together. We named it RUBBER PIGGIES AND MADNESS. And the first chapter or so will be posted very soon. The story will be under GirChic's name because she hasn't written one story yet. So if you like my stories then be sure to look out for this one, cause it has double the authors, so double the weirdness!!! YAY!
CHAPTER EIGHT
Last goodbyes
It was the day before Dib and his comrade's execution and the sound of footsteps could be heard echoing. Making their way down the to the solitary confinement level. The young woman stood at the last door that lead deep under ground to where Dib was imprisoned. She took a deep breath and slowly opened the old wooden door that looked somewhat familiar. Yes it was familiar it was a door from her old school she use to attend, it was non-existent now, but she still had memories of it. As she pushed open the door the stench of decay hit her, forcing her to back away while the fumes died down, enough so she was able to enter with out puking. She took out a white hanky and covered her nose and pressed on down the cold, damp stairs that twisted wildly down into the darkness. There was minimum light; only a few fluorescent lights were lit. You mostly had to feel your way down; you could hardly see three feet in front of you. So the woman had to rely on her other senses to guide her safely down the steep stone steps. The temperature fell sharply as she got to level ground. The air was now colder than ever and the smell was choking her, slight chills made the fine violet hairs on the back of her neck stand on end. Guilt suddenly rushed over her and made her feel numb all over, but she shook it off and continued on. She could hear the faint dripping of water, but it was drowned out by her own heartbeats that were getting louder as she finally appeared at Dib's cell. Gaz gripped the key, producing the large silver object from the depths of her pocket. When something in the darkness disturbed a rat, making it scamper away.
"What are you doing here?" a low voice asked through the thickness of the darkness.
Gaz froze, knowing exactly who it was. She turned around to come face to face with her husband's dark expression.
What was he doing here? Did he know that I was planning to come down here? Gaz thought silently.
"I've come to taunt him, one last time," a smile now speared across her face, taking the place of once a so serious look.
"I'll be waiting," replied Zim, disappearing in the musty darkness.
"Clunk" went the old rusty lock as Gaz slowly twisted the key. She had to use all her strength to push the huge iron door that imprisoned her sibling. Again another disgusting stench, that was so horrible that it was indescribable, filled her nostrils.
Taking no notice of the smell Gaz squinted into the darkness, forcing her eyes to adjust. She could just make out a broken figure of her brother, huddled up in one corner. Dib looked as if he had lost a lot of weight, which in fact he had. Dib was given the horrible prison food slop, just enough to keep him alive for the long October month. Which suited Dib just fine in his mind, but not in health though.
Dib's flame of hope was barley still alight, the only thing that was keeping it alive was the one blissful moment in the throne room with Tia and Tib. He needed to see them just one last time.
Only when Gaz ventured towards him did Dib even notice her, he had been so caught up in his thoughts that he was oblivious to her arrival.
"Dib?" whispered Gaz, to see he was still alive. He hadn't even stirred when she had entered. Deep down inside her she hoped that he was still alive.
Dib clambered up to his feet painfully. His body langue was very violent towards Gaz. He had time to go over the events in the throne room. At first he was depressed and hurt, but now his sadness had transformed into anger.
"What do YOU want?" asked Dib in the best angry voice he could make, but his voice was husky, he hadn't used his voice in weeks and now sounded of that of an un-tuned piano.
Gaz advanced forward and Dib could just make out something that resembled a smiled growing like a weed across Gaz's pale face.
"Dib, Dib, Dib, why do you still insist on fighting Zim?" Gaz said, looking blindly into Dib's beaten face.
"Because what he's doing is not right Gaz," answered Dib, fully knowing how stupid that sounded.
"You should have took Zim's offer, you know," continued Gaz, studying her brother as best as she could.
Another Guilt feeling rushed over her, as she examined her brother, but shook it off as quickly as she did that day in the throne room, when Dib was being dragged out.
Gaz sighed, shaking her head with pity.
"Gaz, there's one thing I have to know, why?" asked Dib, now becoming unable to stand up due to his injured leg, that hadn't healed properly from the throne room incident.
"Why? Because there was no hope for the human race in the first place, besides everyone has their place, everything is in order," answered Gaz, sounding even more brain washed than before.
"ORDER! You think this is ORDER!," snapped Dib angrily, "hello Gaz, looked outside lately?"
Gaz's face suddenly twisted into one of a mad dog's, as anger started to bubble up inside her.
"You think of all humanity being enslaved, by a BARSTURD of an ALIEN! Is ORDER?!" continued Dib, unaware of his sister's expression.
Gaz's face stared to get incredibly hot and rage was building up inside her, like she was balloon ready to pop.
"GAZ YOUR PATHETIC!" finished Dib.
That did it, Gaz balled up her fists and with all her might; she forced her fist violently into Dib's stomach.
Dib fell to a crouching position as he gasped for air and through the throbs of pain; Dib gave Gaz the most pathetic look.
But Gaz felt no sympathy for him and gave Dib one last boot in his side and a cracking sound filled the chamber and the cries of Dib's pain echoed through out the level. She had kicked him so hard that she had managed to break couple of Dib's ribs.
Calmly Gaz bent down and harshly gripped Dib's chin, forcing him to face her.
Dib could feel her icy breath sending chills down his spine, but he didn't really notice them through his aching body.
"If I'm so PATHETIC, then why are you the one being executed?" and with that Gaz released her grip and stormed out of the chamber, leaving a broken Dib physically and mentally behind her.
"Good bye Dib," whispered Zim smugly, before closing the iron exit and following Gaz back up to the throne room.
TO BE CONTINUED.............
It's getting close to the end of the story, maybe a couple of chapter are left. :( But don't be sad cause as you know there's another one on the way by Girchic and I and I've got one I started before I did this story, so I'll finish that one and post it for you! :) Did you like the chapter? Please tell me. I need to know.
GirChic: "I did master!"
The Slayer: "Oh no, it's GirChic!!! Please no more hugs!"
GirChic: "OOOOo, someone needs a BIG hug!!"
The Slayer: "AAAAHHHHH" *Runs away and hides*
GirChic: *Stands around looking for The Slayer* "Ah there you are!!"
The Slayer: "NNNNNNOOOOOOO! Not again!!!"
Author's note: Gee I guess you've been wondering what story I'm planning on writing next, well I have already started or should I say we've already started.
Me and my best friend Meg or on here GirChic have started a story together. We named it RUBBER PIGGIES AND MADNESS. And the first chapter or so will be posted very soon. The story will be under GirChic's name because she hasn't written one story yet. So if you like my stories then be sure to look out for this one, cause it has double the authors, so double the weirdness!!! YAY!
CHAPTER EIGHT
Last goodbyes
It was the day before Dib and his comrade's execution and the sound of footsteps could be heard echoing. Making their way down the to the solitary confinement level. The young woman stood at the last door that lead deep under ground to where Dib was imprisoned. She took a deep breath and slowly opened the old wooden door that looked somewhat familiar. Yes it was familiar it was a door from her old school she use to attend, it was non-existent now, but she still had memories of it. As she pushed open the door the stench of decay hit her, forcing her to back away while the fumes died down, enough so she was able to enter with out puking. She took out a white hanky and covered her nose and pressed on down the cold, damp stairs that twisted wildly down into the darkness. There was minimum light; only a few fluorescent lights were lit. You mostly had to feel your way down; you could hardly see three feet in front of you. So the woman had to rely on her other senses to guide her safely down the steep stone steps. The temperature fell sharply as she got to level ground. The air was now colder than ever and the smell was choking her, slight chills made the fine violet hairs on the back of her neck stand on end. Guilt suddenly rushed over her and made her feel numb all over, but she shook it off and continued on. She could hear the faint dripping of water, but it was drowned out by her own heartbeats that were getting louder as she finally appeared at Dib's cell. Gaz gripped the key, producing the large silver object from the depths of her pocket. When something in the darkness disturbed a rat, making it scamper away.
"What are you doing here?" a low voice asked through the thickness of the darkness.
Gaz froze, knowing exactly who it was. She turned around to come face to face with her husband's dark expression.
What was he doing here? Did he know that I was planning to come down here? Gaz thought silently.
"I've come to taunt him, one last time," a smile now speared across her face, taking the place of once a so serious look.
"I'll be waiting," replied Zim, disappearing in the musty darkness.
"Clunk" went the old rusty lock as Gaz slowly twisted the key. She had to use all her strength to push the huge iron door that imprisoned her sibling. Again another disgusting stench, that was so horrible that it was indescribable, filled her nostrils.
Taking no notice of the smell Gaz squinted into the darkness, forcing her eyes to adjust. She could just make out a broken figure of her brother, huddled up in one corner. Dib looked as if he had lost a lot of weight, which in fact he had. Dib was given the horrible prison food slop, just enough to keep him alive for the long October month. Which suited Dib just fine in his mind, but not in health though.
Dib's flame of hope was barley still alight, the only thing that was keeping it alive was the one blissful moment in the throne room with Tia and Tib. He needed to see them just one last time.
Only when Gaz ventured towards him did Dib even notice her, he had been so caught up in his thoughts that he was oblivious to her arrival.
"Dib?" whispered Gaz, to see he was still alive. He hadn't even stirred when she had entered. Deep down inside her she hoped that he was still alive.
Dib clambered up to his feet painfully. His body langue was very violent towards Gaz. He had time to go over the events in the throne room. At first he was depressed and hurt, but now his sadness had transformed into anger.
"What do YOU want?" asked Dib in the best angry voice he could make, but his voice was husky, he hadn't used his voice in weeks and now sounded of that of an un-tuned piano.
Gaz advanced forward and Dib could just make out something that resembled a smiled growing like a weed across Gaz's pale face.
"Dib, Dib, Dib, why do you still insist on fighting Zim?" Gaz said, looking blindly into Dib's beaten face.
"Because what he's doing is not right Gaz," answered Dib, fully knowing how stupid that sounded.
"You should have took Zim's offer, you know," continued Gaz, studying her brother as best as she could.
Another Guilt feeling rushed over her, as she examined her brother, but shook it off as quickly as she did that day in the throne room, when Dib was being dragged out.
Gaz sighed, shaking her head with pity.
"Gaz, there's one thing I have to know, why?" asked Dib, now becoming unable to stand up due to his injured leg, that hadn't healed properly from the throne room incident.
"Why? Because there was no hope for the human race in the first place, besides everyone has their place, everything is in order," answered Gaz, sounding even more brain washed than before.
"ORDER! You think this is ORDER!," snapped Dib angrily, "hello Gaz, looked outside lately?"
Gaz's face suddenly twisted into one of a mad dog's, as anger started to bubble up inside her.
"You think of all humanity being enslaved, by a BARSTURD of an ALIEN! Is ORDER?!" continued Dib, unaware of his sister's expression.
Gaz's face stared to get incredibly hot and rage was building up inside her, like she was balloon ready to pop.
"GAZ YOUR PATHETIC!" finished Dib.
That did it, Gaz balled up her fists and with all her might; she forced her fist violently into Dib's stomach.
Dib fell to a crouching position as he gasped for air and through the throbs of pain; Dib gave Gaz the most pathetic look.
But Gaz felt no sympathy for him and gave Dib one last boot in his side and a cracking sound filled the chamber and the cries of Dib's pain echoed through out the level. She had kicked him so hard that she had managed to break couple of Dib's ribs.
Calmly Gaz bent down and harshly gripped Dib's chin, forcing him to face her.
Dib could feel her icy breath sending chills down his spine, but he didn't really notice them through his aching body.
"If I'm so PATHETIC, then why are you the one being executed?" and with that Gaz released her grip and stormed out of the chamber, leaving a broken Dib physically and mentally behind her.
"Good bye Dib," whispered Zim smugly, before closing the iron exit and following Gaz back up to the throne room.
TO BE CONTINUED.............
It's getting close to the end of the story, maybe a couple of chapter are left. :( But don't be sad cause as you know there's another one on the way by Girchic and I and I've got one I started before I did this story, so I'll finish that one and post it for you! :) Did you like the chapter? Please tell me. I need to know.
GirChic: "I did master!"
The Slayer: "Oh no, it's GirChic!!! Please no more hugs!"
GirChic: "OOOOo, someone needs a BIG hug!!"
The Slayer: "AAAAHHHHH" *Runs away and hides*
GirChic: *Stands around looking for The Slayer* "Ah there you are!!"
The Slayer: "NNNNNNOOOOOOO! Not again!!!"
